I enjoyed waking up to "do you want chinese for lunch?". Why yes, yes I definitely did. So, around 11 this morning I got up and went out to the chinese buffet for lunch. I haven't had chinese food in a long time, so this was excellent. Since I was up and out and no one exists here because SU's breaks are lame, I decided to go to my high school (don't worry, I'm not that guy that can't leave high school) and visit a few of my former teachers. Man, my school looks a lot different now. At the parking lot entrance they now have a new school sign and a freaking digital marquee underneath!! Since when did South actually have money that didn't go to football? Then, I get out of the car and walk up the middle steps to go to the office for a lame visitor's pass, but I walk in through the first set of doors, then see that there's no handles on the next set. This instantly perplexes me (I think I actually said "what the fuck?" out loud). But, I looked to my right to see a new-to-me side entrance into the remodeled office area. Man, so much has changed and I've only been out of the place for about a year and a half. Anyway, I get my visitor's pass and head upstairs to see Mrs. Ryan first. Mrs. Ryan is by far the coolest french teacher, and perhaps overall teacher, ever. She was quite surprised and very glad to see me. We had a chat since I got there during her prep period. I told her about switching out of music ed. and trying to find out what the hell I want to do. She wasn't very surprised that my favorite class was Dramatic Literature and that I want to take some philosophy, psychology, and religion courses. I left when the next class came in, then went down the hall to visit two of my former english teachers, Mrs. Lepley and Mrs. LaMont. They both already had classes going, so I didn't have the chance to talk for very long. Mrs. LaMont is still her awesome self. She is still my favorite English teacher I ever had. There is no doubt in my mind that she was a hippie in her day. She's awesome like that. She, too, felt similarly to Mrs. Ryan, feeling that education wasn't right for me, and that I should take classes in philosophy and religion and whatnot. She said that she doesn't worry about me, that she knows I'll find what's right and be successful. That was nice to hear. Heh, my mom asks me if I went to see Mr. Hall or if I was going to. Eh, no thanks. Ha. I don't think Mr. Hall, being my former music instructor for 6 years, would like hearing that I'm not sticking with ed. and that my favorite class is my only non-music class. I made it easier on the both of us by just not stopping in.

After that, my mom and I hit up the local video store and grabbed 3 movies for some quality time. We already watched the first one, Scotland, PA. It won an award at Sundance, and it has Christopher Walken in it. Need I say more? Actually, we grabbed it because my mom went to a military school named Scotland, in--none other than--Scotland, PA. It was a weird movie, somehow based on Shakespeare (according to the intro credits). Being that it was weird, of course I enjoyed it. We also picked up Matrix: Reloaded and Amelie. Speaking of which, it's time to get back to movie night with mom. Later kids...

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